Zhi Ming had to sit down and looked at it coldly. He didn't know what she was crying, or maybe he was wronged, because, the most wronged thing was her.
Zhi Ming sighed, and said, "Don't say that for me, I won't feel happy, I will only feel the most sinful."
Wang Qian raised his head, his face was raised, and even the makeup was melted. The mascara was fainted by tears, and his eyes were black. He looked a little horrible and a little pitiful.
: "Wipe it."
Wang Qian took the paper towels, wiped his eyes gently, and choked: "Do you think I want to abandon her? Her illness is a time bomb. I want her, it will definitely affect our future life.
I think we can have a stable and stable life instead of carrying a bomb on my body at all times. I also think for you, why don't you understand me? "
When Zhiming shook his head, when he suddenly wanted to take the court that day to see the court, the old man seemed to not know the condition of the court. He looked up and asked, "Do you know that the court is sick?"
Wang Qian shook his head, "I don't know, only I and Chen Lin know."
To Zhiming, "But don't you say that the court is taking medicine? They don't know, who can give me the court?"
Wang Qian's eyes flickered, "The doctor said that she has no need to take medicine for the time being."
"Why?" Zhiming was not a doctor, but I also knew that there were tumors in the head, which would affect the internal pressure of the brain. Generally, it was controlled by taking medicine, and it was easy to stop medicine.
"I don't know this, it was said by the doctor." Wang Qian wiped the corner of his eyes with a paper towel. He didn't look at it with his eyes. Instead, he lowered his head and took a sip.
Zhi Ming no longer believes in her words, he asked: "Which doctor sees in Ting? You tell me, let me consult."
"No need!" Wang Qian said quickly: "She didn't look at which doctor, I took her to many hospitals, and the doctor basically said this."
Zhiming stared at her, his eyes were sharp, and Wang Qian was a little sad and a little grievance. "Do you think I would hurt her? Will I break her medicine without authorization? I am so trustworthy in your heart?
"
Zhi Ming took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone call of a friend of an oncologist in front of Wang Qian.
Wang Qian's face was white, and her body began to be uncomfortable. But she still sat quietly and said nothing.
Zhi Ming hung up the phone, his hands trembled a little, he held the water cup in his hands, and suddenly poured the water in the cup to Wang Qian, stood out of control, and said angrily: "Wang Qian, you can go to death!"
After speaking, he left without his head.
Wang Qian quickly chased out, and the table hit the table and crooked.
Lin Lefeng sighed, "You're right, I'm wrong."
"She can disguise, it's not surprising that you are deceived." Jinger said lightly, but she was a little angry, and she heard that she had heard the conversation with Wang Qian. She couldn't forgive a woman, but she poisoned her
Child. She knew that her child could not stop the medicine. Once the drug was stopped, it would cause intra -brain pressure to rise, accelerate the growth of tumors, and cause blood vessels or tumors to burst. What is the difference between murder?
Lin Lefeng said sadly: "How can there be such a mother in the world?
Jinger took a sip of water and said: "I have no appetite, let's go, go and see Xiaoting." Today, the most important thing is to take the court to see the doctor first, and receive the treatment again.
Emphasized the condition.
Lin Lefeng has no appetite. The matter tonight really makes him disgusting. It refreshed his perception of the debut of the bitch.
When the two went downstairs in the court, they had seen Zhiming and Mother Chen holding the court downstairs, and Wang Qian stood behind the electric lamp column and looked at it. The tears were full.
No one knows what she is crying, regrets or feel wronged, or mourn this relationship that she thinks she has paid a lot.
When Zhiming's car went away, she walked out of the soul.
At that time, the air suddenly became cold, Jing'er was startled, and looked up, and saw that the money of death was extraordinary.
It's late.
A Bentley hit Wang Qian at a high speed. In the strong light, Wang Qian's frightened and horrified face was shining white. Her eyes widened and shouted in horror.
The sound of tearing shouting, dumb and horrible.
Then, her body was like a defeat, falling next to the road.
After Bentley hit her, she bumped into the convenience store next to her. Fortunately, there were not many people in the convenience store, and they all fled. Bentley was forced to stop.
He flew towards Wang Qian's fall to the ground, and then pulled out his cell phone and called 120.
Jinger pulled Qian extraordinary and angrily: "The solution you said is to kill her?"
Qian Qian said lightly: "She was already dead. It was her husband Chen Lin saved her with her life.
He glanced at Jinger again, "Don't tell me you sympathize with her."
Jing'er froze for a moment, sympathy? Isn't it the disappearance of life? In her opinion, it is already a bland thing. Since Yangshou has exhausted, he should go to the place where she should go.
From now on, there will be no parents. The girls of the Long family can generally not be able to grow up with their parents. They will be separated in a few years old. This kind of pain will not understand without experience.
Qian Mian said: "She hasn't died at this moment. You followed the hospital and tried to coax her to donate the heart. As long as Chen Lin's mother had a heart transplant, she could take care of the court well."
Get away.
Death did a good thing this time. Jinger heard from his words that Chen Lin's mother was actually almost exhausted, but he prolonged her life span in private, otherwise, he would not make such suggestions.
"Qian is extraordinary!" Jinger shouted.
Qian Qian was lazy and said: "Say!"
"Actually you are still very cute!" Jinger said.
Qian turned sharply and stared at her anger, "Don't say that I am cute." Who is he? Death, what is the image of death?
Cute is not to match at all.
Lin Lefeng's expression was a little silent. He stepped forward to help the man who hit the person. The man seemed a little scared. He leaned down and patted Wang Qian's face gently. Wang Qian had not died yet.
The eyes of the poisonous snake were shot with a twisted expression on the face. This kind of expression that distorted by pain, Wang Qian once saw that when Chen Lin hit the car, she squatted beside him. At that time, she felt bloody